Dave was a complex whirlwind of moods and choices, just when we would think we knew him, like the wind, he would shift direction leaving us to catch up.

He could be a jerk and he could be a knight in shining armour. He could be all about looking after others and all about total selfishness.

He loved with depth and passion, his trust and respect had to be earned.   For those who harmed those he loved, his anger ran as deep and strong as his love.

He was a contradiction and the one person who knew him best was his older sister, even though in years she was older, Dave was her protector. Growing up they fought like cats and dogs, but were there for each other.   As they matured, that bond deepened.   They were brother and sister, best friends, partners in crime and the only person who understood the other through the common childhoods.  

I wish somehow I could have had the mother, son relationship Dave & I needed as he was growing up.

He will be with us always, just out of sight.